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Aug 2017
I am doing my best
to dress you with
right colors but you keep
vanishing.

I am doing my best
not to close anything open
inside me.


Eyes. Heart. Soul.

You rinsed 12 states
of black dirt away.

My clear view.

A perfect place.

My surrender.

Your Love
taking me up
all my tears you felt.

A love I only dreamed
possible

snuck me away
to show me how you feel
toward all beings.

My outlook changed on everyone.
Your eyes in mine
looking clean through me.

Pure.
Soft.
Stronger than anything.

My humility living on yellow hills,
suddenly sprayed by
Emerald Diamonds.

All my life
just to know
if it was real.

All my life
to be healed
by what my inner child
knew so long ago.

Now.

I must follow you
wherever You take me
to help whoever I can.

Please God.

Be with me now and forevermore.

My heart still aches and calls your name   every day.
Styles 12
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